I heard you say that you wish I stayed
An older version of me -- long before my change.
But, if we're not growing we are staying the same,
So I will welcome the change and stretch myself day to day.
We're entitled to change because we grow

Like blown up balloons.
Like the flare at the end of a spoon.
Like one note becoming a tune.
Like the city lights in the darkening blue--
The change is gonna happen real slow
But not a day goes by we don't grow.

If a seed can grow into a tree
And if that tree can grow leaves,
I ask, how is that different than me?
Because we both breathe and we come from the dirt
And that's where we will return
When both of our seasons fade.
We're entitled to change because we grow

Like one into two.
Like the eleventh hour turning to noon,
Then May slow fades into June,
Then you're a grownup in your childhood room--
The change is gonna happen real slow
But not a day goes by we don't grow.

If we're not growing, we are staying the same
So, I will welcome the change and stretch myself day to day.
We're entitled to change because we grow

Like a high tide caused by that moon.
Like a flower knowing Spring is coming soon.
Like wings inside a cocoon,
(Or anything else that is destine to bloom)--
Like our faith in the things we know to be true
Or like the courage found in the wine and the booze--
The change is gonna happen real slow
But not a day goes by we don't grow.